AN: I'm glad for the response I got. It was actually bigger than I thought It would be. X3 So, enjoy the first chapter!

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Jamie raced down his household stairs, buzzing with excitement. "It's the first day of winter!" he exclaimed, hurrying into the foyer and sliding on his knees towards his shoes. Sophie, Jamie's five-year-old sister, walked into the room after hearing the commotion. She giggled as she recognized what Jamie was so thrilled about.

"Jack Frost! Jack Frost!" she chimed, nearly tripping over her own two feet in her attempt to reach her brother. Jamie laughed and handed Sophie her snow boots once she was standing next to him.

"That's right, Soph! Jack Frost is in town," Jamie said, grinning at the thought of seeing the Spirit of Winter again.

It's been exactly two years since Jamie had witnessed the defeat of Pitch and the victory of the Guardians; exactly one year since Jack had last visited him. Lucky for Jamie, he had woken up that Saturday morning to a beautiful snowfall. He had looked out his window to see the town already covered in a blanket of white.

Jamie quickly stood, reaching out and snatching his and Sophie's coats off of the coat rack and slipping into his. He reached out, intending to open the door and take off when the demanding tone of his mother stopped him in his tracks.

"And where do you think you're going?!" Jamie sighed and turned to face Ms. Bennett.

"Outside," he said. "With Sophie…" His mother pushed her glasses up the bridge of her nose and huffed.

"And you were going to tell me when?" she asked. Jamie shrugged and suddenly found the ground interesting.

"I don't know…" he mumbled, scuffing his foot on the tile floor. Sophie watched with curious eyes from the sidelines as the scene played out.

Ms. Bennett shook her head in disappointment, a frown working its way onto her face. "Jamie, we've talked about this! You can't just keep running off and into town without letting me know!" Jamie sighed in slight annoyance, already knowing where this was going.

A lecture and then, unfortunately, a grounding for the rest of the day.

"After that heart attack you and your sister gave me two years ago, I thought I had made it pretty clear that I don't want you vanishing into thin air. Seriously, some would think you would know better after two years of playing this card than to keep doing this!" Jamie inwardly groaned as he recalled said 'heart attack'.

The incident his mother was talking about took place on the night Jamie and his friends helped overthrow Pitch. Apparently, while Jamie and Sophie were with Jack and the other Guardians, his mother had gone to check on him and found his bed empty. In a panic, she had called the police, and when Jamie and his sister arrived back home the following morning; they were welcomed by a few policemen and a sobbing mother.

"…I'm sorry, Jamie, but you aren't going anywhere." That brought Jamie back into reality from reminiscing. Oh, god, here it comes. "You're grounded for the rest of the day." And there was the icing on the cake. Only, it wasn't as sweet and lovely as icing should be. It was sour, cold, and it made him want to cry.

"Mom, please! It's been so long since I've played in snow! Sophie wants to go outside too," said girl had wandered off due to boredom. "And Jack Frost is-" Jamie stopped, realizing that his mom didn't believe in his white-haired friend.

His mother sighed. "I'm sorry, Jamie, but you need to be taught a lesson. You can go outside tomorrow. Don't worry about Sophie; I'll take her out later." Jamie deflated.

"B-but, mom-!"

"No 'but's! To your room, now!" Jamie exhaled and while resisting the urge to scream and glare at his mom, he hung his head and dragged himself back up the stairs and into his room. Once he had passed the doorframe, he let out his pent up anger by slamming the door as hard as he could. "JAMIE BENNETT, DO NOT SLAM YOUR DOOR!" his mother yelled. Jamie rolled his eyes.

"'Don't slam your door, Jamie'," he pathetically mocked before being hit by the realization of his current situation and groaning in frustration. He walked over to his window and frowned, watching with slight jealousy as his friends and other kids of Burgess chased each other through yards and pelted each other with snowballs.

The snowball fights that took place outside really hit home. That was supposed to be him out there, having fun with Jack and the other kids. He wasn't supposed to be stuck inside his room for the rest of the day. Jamie turned away from the window, unable to keep watching.

He missed winter. He missed Jack. He hasn't seen Jack for a year and now he had to wait another day to see him. It wasn't fair. It wasn't fair at all.

Yes, Jamie realized he was acting like it was the end of the world, and he also realized he was acting like a kid, but he couldn't help it. He had been counting down the days until Jack arrived and when the day finally came, he couldn't go outside. Why? For a really dumb reason! Sighing for the hundredth time that day, Jamie began to head towards his bed when an idea made him stop.

What if he snuck out?

Jamie chuckled, growing excited at the idea. It would only be for a few hours, and he could lock his door so his mom couldn't find out! It was infallible!

Jamie hurried around his room, collecting a number of blankets and throwing them down in the middle of the floor but not before making sure his bedroom door was locked. He then plopped down next to the pile, tying the blankets together to create a makeshift rope. He ignored the small voice in the back of his head that kept telling him that this idea was stupid and he was making too big of a fuss over a small grounding.

Once he had finished crafting his escape route, Jamie threw on an extra sweater to ensure his warmth and slipped on a pair of old, hideous boots. He didn't like it, but he wasn't going to get frostbite from refusing to look awkward.

He tied the beginning of the rope to the leg of the dresser that sat next to his window and dropped the rest of it over the windowsill. Jamie poked his head out and took a deep breath. It's only a few feet short, but that won't affect anything, he thought.

Shooting one last look at his door, he swung his legs over the edge, gripped the rope tight and slid down it, inwardly cringing when he slid past the kitchen window. Lucky for him, his stunt went unnoticed by his mom, whose back was turned as she prepared breakfast for Sophie. Jamie bit his lip as he realized that his mother would be bringing something up to his room. Oh well. She'll just have to leave it at his door.

Jamie let go of the rope once he reached the end, catching his balance before the impact made him fall. Brushing himself off, he proceeded to sneak out of his backyard and ran towards the forest just outside of Burgess with one destination in mind: Jack's pond.

AN 2: Hope you liked it! The real action starts next chapter. I promise to update soon! Read, review, favorite, alert….anything. ;)